I didn't know how long I dreamed until everything faded. Until everything just vanished.
It was an endless peaceful slumber, but like all good things, it came to an end.
The first thing I heard is a nurse's voice, "Yes, Madame. She is being cared for, you don't have to worry about anything."
My eyes fluttered open and were greeted by the white ceiling. I tried to move my hand but failed.
I heard the nurse gasp, then the familiar sound of an intercom, "Doctor Oda, the young miss on Room 103 finally regained consciousness, please come immediately doctor."
After a few minutes, I heard hurried footsteps, maybe, that of Dr. Oda, if I got that right.
A beautiful but manly calming voice, so different from the brusque voice of my Jiro.
"I'm Dr. Oda. Kaede Oda, you are in my care," the youn
